Selections range from the crawfish -- you know -- the ones your supposed too suck their brains out -- then back in for their tails -- and then down they go, down the hatch.
To the Sandshark that are headless, innards-less these low water guys tend to hang out wading distance from shore in warm waters. Save thy self men, go deep and return to cold ocean waters or your prehistoric nobility will appear upon simple tables, no slay the Dragon/Shark story too tell, no nobility in death.
Every fish else in between the mentioned are all perched up high upon tiny chunks of fine ice on proper display, and if you can name 'em all -- you win a prize.
I understand cloudy eyes and smell tend too say that -- You've Been Forewarned. Tut Tut. Nothing of the sort -- Need Not Apply, it simply doesn't apply.
At your immediate left and down the wall is an assortment of dry goods of oils, spices, rices and more.
The prices are spectacular with salt water swimmers and crawlers, large deeper sea fishies to the tips of where the water extends to shore.
Shrimp, clams, mussels, scallops -- sea bass, weakfish, catfish, monkfish and so much more with an average price of between five and eight dollars per pound.
A few weeks ago I was in a Southampton fish market, the odor inside was overwhelming and it took a little extra gumption too ignore it. Not a whiff of any fishy odor I never ever have encountered at Liberty, especially in the middle of a hit summer day in the city. read more